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An Adventure along Harlem Valley Rail Trail and the Culture hub Wassaic

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Wassaic

A couple of months ago we loaded the bikes onto our car and drove to Wassaic. Just like many other small villages and hamlets around Dutchess County, Wassaic has roots from the 1700’s. You can get to Wassaic by taking Metro North and Harlem line from 125th street in East Harlem. We’ve been here before, but that time we ventured into the old mill, Wassaic Project, and discovered cool art. Wassaic is not only known for Wassaic Project, but this is also the start of the Harlem Valley Rail Trail that can take you to Millerton, and soon even farther. It is almost 20 miles in total (to Millerton and then back to Wassaic again), so it is still below the 25 miles or so we did in the city that nearly killed me. And now, when I finally press publish we’ve returned to Wassaic many more times, and even done the bike ride yet a second time. The second time was right after it had finally been official that Biden had won the election. There were celebrations in Millerton with a small parade, and at Wassaic Lantern Inn they served Victory Milk Punch. Maybe it’s not that hard to figure out what political view many of the cool places around here have. There are plenty of supporters of the other party here too, so don’t be fooled.

You could think that Wassaic is yet another little small and boring village, or hamlet, but I think Wassaic is up and coming, slow and steady. Maybe we should even buy a house here, if we had the money. Not yet, but maybe a project for the future.

Harlem Valley Rail Trail

We were pretty stoked even before we started to pedal along the rail trail. Everything felt so great, the move, the countryside, the nature, the cool places we’ve found. We biked past horses and cows, that is the most common animals to see around here, because we live in the countryside now. Harlem Valley Rail Trail follows the old railroad and also all the old villages and hamlets.

We arrived to Millerton surprisingly fast, and what a cute place. Millerton is a lot bigger than Wassaic, which mean more people. We walked along Main Street and found out that there are more than one antique store here. That seem to be the rule, at least two antique stores and one diner.

After some ice-coffe and a small lunch we got back up on the bikes and started the ride back to Wassaic. It felt a lot faster to get back, and I think it is slightly uphill to get to Millerton, which gives you some good speed coming back to Wassaic.

Culture

I mentioned earlier that Wassaic feels like a small culture hub out here in the countryside. And besides Wassaic Project this little hamlet has Wassaic Commons, which probably reminds you of a small farmers market but you can also rent a bike here, or fix your own bike if it needs some light tuning. During the summer and late fall Wassaic also have a small pop up stand where they have sold everything from bread to LP records. Wassaic Lantern Inn is an old hotel and speakeasy bar that just turned 130 years. Wassaic Lantern Inn was actually bought by the owners of Wassaic Project and they are old real estate developers from the big city. It is worth mentioning that the chef at the lantern inn has worked at a Michelin star restaurant in the big city, and the food is really really good. Recently we discovered that there used to be a brewery here too. Unfortunately they got so popular that they outgrew the space in Wassaic and moved to Brooklyn. It would have been the last deciding reason to move to Wassaic otherwise, hehe. Apparently it also used to be a dream for the owners of Lantern Inn and Wassaic Project to establish a brewery in town, not sure why they never went for it. We have been to Wassaic Lantern Inn many times now and it is one of the only places we have been to that serve food and drinks since the pandemic started in March. They only serve food and drinks outside and face masks while you order and walk in and out of the beer garden is a must. Last weekend was the final days for outside dining though so if anyone wants to enjoy their food they have to order take out from now on. I hope we will be able to enjoy their food outside in their beer garden in the spring, as long as this pandemic is under control.

When We biked to Millbrook

Around here, where we now live, there are many smaller roads. Roads that will take you past farms and horses. A month or so ago we took our bikes and went to Millbrook. It’s about 6 miles, one way to get there.

We biked past bunnies, turtles, goats, cows and horses. We really live on the countryside now. 190 people live in the nearest hamlet, and in Millbrook about 1500 people reside.

It still feels pretty weird that this is our home now, and that we are able to do all of this directly from our house. Life changes, and isn’t that great. This general area will be our permanent home now. We’ve been moving every second year the past 4 years so it will be nice to finally settle down.

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Millbrook is just like any other little village around the countryside in the US, although the villages here on the east coast are older than elsewhere. This general area houses many rich people, and you can clearly see that while biking or driving around. There are large mansions that you can buy for 13 million dollars here, if you can afford it. Many of these places you can’t necessarily see from the road, but the stone walls and fancy entrances to the driveways are telling those stories. But just like any other place there are houses that barely stands around here too.

Once we got to Millbrook we didn’t really spend too much time there. We bought a coffee and something to eat and went to the park. After maybe an hour we got on our bikes and biked home again. You could clearly tell that we were going slightly downhill now, which probably explains why I felt like I was dying biking there.

When we Biked to Battery Park and Across the Brooklyn Bridge - Life in NYC

June 28, 2020

You couldn’t stay indoors all the time of course, at least not now in June when the number of virus cases had dropped so much. So we went on another bike ride. This time we headed towards Battery Park and the most southern tip of Manhattan. We started off by biking across Manhattan towards Riverside Park (from the east side to the west side). There we had a breakfast bagel, from one of the famous bagel shops I don’t remember the name of before we headed south. The bagels were no sensation, but they tasted good. The whitefish topping was definitely the go to at this place, quite suprisingly since I always love the lox option. It was the end of June, and just like any other day it was hot. Very hot.

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Up north on Manhattan we didn’t really have any bike traffic, but as with everything it started to pick up as we made our way south. Or that could maybe also be explained by the fact that the bike trail narrows here and there down there.

Eventually we arrived to an empty Battery Park. It wasn’t until then we actually felt how hot it was. We both felt very exhausted and went to some of the park benches in the shadow to relax a bit. To my surprise it seemed as if the boats that take you to Ellis Island had started to take customers again.

We started to move towards the east side of the southern tip, and started the long way home.

As we approached Brooklyn Bridge I don’t know what flew into me, but I yelled to W, - Don’t you think we should bike across the Brooklyn Bridge now when there are so few people in the city? I had been so tired, and I was still pretty tired, but the thought of finally biking across the Brooklyn Bridge energized me. Of course this was also in the midst of all the protest going on, and rightfully so. The case of defunding the police is very complicated but somethings got to change, seriously. If you haven’t already check the play by play of Breanna Taylors murder. It’s actually kind of disturbing and makes me so angry, but that is a totally different story, and what is even more disturbing is that there are countless of other stories like this one.

I guess that after the trip over to Brooklyn we really started the long way home. Not only did we do Brooklyn Bridge, but we also decided to take on Williamsburg Bridge while we were at it. I know, don’t ask me what we were thinking. It was a bit complicated to follow the bike route to the famous pink Williamsburg bridge but we finally arrived and got back to Manhattan.

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At this point we were all out of water and the heat, talk about the heat. I was not in a good mood and needed some energy. Luckily we found a vending machine that carried Gatorade and the day was saved.

About 25 miles later, and several hours from the start in Riverside park we finally got to our street in East Harlem. I could hardly carry my bike up the stairs. But as I was laying on the floor in our cold apartment I silently promised myself to never ever do that again.